Im here to do this survey thinggy.
Seriously.
I have nothing to say other than that.

Here we go....

I've been tagged and have to continue the honor of this game , I've tagged 6 people
which can be found at the bottom of my list.
The rules are as follows:
each person who gets tagged need to write a blog post their 6 idiosyncrasies(abnormal behaviour), habits etc.
as well as clearly stated this rile after you state your 6 weirdness,
you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their multiply id at the bottom of your blog
don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you 're tagged'
in their tagboard and tell them to read your blog for information as to what it means.


My 6 idiosyncrasdies

- I used to think men with mustaches are huge cats, cos I thought whiskers = mustaches. So whenever any guy with a mustache comes near me, I'll start wailing, screaming that a man with 'whiskers' is trying to hurt me.
E.G. My godfather(:

- I only eat oreo cookies without the cream.

- I hate gassy drinks like Coke and stuff. Yuck. No reason, I just hate it.

- I find lizards sooooo adorable! Uh huh uh huh :D I love their everything! CUTE!

- I like burying dead organisms(e.g. birds) that I see on the streets. It makes me feel happy that they're finally at peace after I bury em. And no, I dont find anything wrong or sick about burying em at all.

- I'm still afraid of the dark and I'm afraid to be alone at night, so I had never slept alone in a room in my life yet. I'll probably cry if I'm alone in a dark place :D

LOL.

Okay yay I'm done.

People I'm gonna tag: Gigi, Dina, Evelyn, Luke, Jason, Keith.

Have fun. :P

Oh ya!


Tell you GIRLS one SUPER unglam thing.


SO GUYS, SHOO CAN. OR SKIP THIS PART LOL.


I was squeezing blackheads on my nose yesterday and I was too hiong.
LOL.
SERIOUSLY.
Although I have like super little blackheads, I still dont want any lah.
So yeah.
AND I THINK I WAS TOO HIONG LOR.
AT THE TIP OF MY NOSE THERE.
When I was done, I realised my fingernails had dug into the tip of my nose and gone red.
Then I thought nothing of it.
THE NEXT MORNING, WHICH IS TODAY,
IT WAS RED CAN.
LIKE BLOODY RED.
OMFG.
The skin peel off! COZ OF MY FINGERNAILS AND MY HIONG-NESS LAH.

LOL.
NOW I F**KING LOOK LIKE RUDOLPH THE REDNOSE REINDEER CAN?!?!?!
LOL.
Tip of my nose somemore ):
I RATHER HAVE A PIMPLE THAN TO HAVE THISSS.
I scared got scar.
Omg I'll cry lor.
Sigh.
How to go out lah.
Imma put lots of skin colour pimple cream to cover!
D:


BYE.

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Ello, the name’s Sherena.
I’m Nineteen this year & am lovin’ it.
I’m a Cancerian.
Imma bookworm.
I close ranks in suspicion & coldness toward outsiders.
That doesn’t mean I’m unsociable, just that for me, there is a time to socialize and a time to be solitary.
I’m appreciative of art and literature, and especially of drama, where the spectacle and ebb and flow of action and feeling particularly excite me.
I have a retentive memory, particularly for emotionally laden events which I can still recall in detail for years afterwards.
I’m too easily influenced by those I love and admire, & can be swayed by the emotion of the moment.

I am never one to patiently pick up
already broken fragments & glue em back together again
& tell myself that everything would be as good as new.
What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it
as it was at it's very best than try to mend it
& see the broken pieces as long as I lived.

Love is what all of us are born with.
Fear is what we learn throughout the years.
I believe that the spiritual journey is the unlearning of fear & prejudices
& the acceptance of pure love back in our hearts.
Love is truly the essential reality and our purpose in life.

And to be consciously aware of it,
to really take the risk,
give our all and experience love in ourselves & others,
is the real meaning of life.

Meaning does not lie in things.
Meaning lies in us.